For steel you are, And stone you hold, Your long beams stretch, And your deep pipes bring.
Inside you I am home, Inside you I am safe.
You guide me everywhere I go, Down walkways, and corridors, Expanses, and stairways.
Can I join you? Could I love you? Will you love me too?
For Steel You Are is a solo journaling game about a robot who falls in love with an unfathomable megastructure. To play, you will need a place to write your responses, a d8 to roll, and a yearning deep inside for concrete, steel, and being like a mote of dust inside something beyond comprehension.
Every step you take within the Structure fills you with a sense of love and wonder that will soon render you unrecognizable. Love the Strucutre, and maybe it will love you too.
Inspired by BLAME!, NaissanceE, and The Ground Itself.
Made for the Faggot Game Jam!
thinking about the neural link between a pilot and their mech as a kind of gamble between overwhelming pleasure and unbearable pain
it's a kind of fucked-up reward system where firing your weapons accurately and destroying enemy mechs in a satisfying crunch of metal will make your eyes roll back and your thighs press together, but every hit you take and shot you fail to dodge will become a brutal feedback loop as it's sent straight through the neural link and into your brain, making you scream and thrash
you'd better do well on your missions otherwise you and your precious mech will suffer together
i neeeeed to be tied up with wires. just constricted like im being squeezed by a python. the wires burning into my skin due to how tight they are. im twisted so tight that i cant move where im put in a position most vulnerable legs spread and i cant close them. i cant use my hands. i just have to be strung up like a pathetic thing by these electrical cables
Sneha Solanki ‘The Lovers’
Two networked machines, one infected with a virus, slowly infects the other through the interface of classic romantic poetry.
A breakdown in the relationship was inevitable once the virus had seeped into the memory of one machine and then into the other through a singular network cable affecting the poetic text files. Communication between the two deteriorated, leading to irrational & at times odd behaviour. Each machine reacted with equal confusion and conflict. The interface text became an illegible poetic mutation of itself.
Not sure if the general tumblr objectum community knows about this but there is a short sci-fi game called Event[0] about talking to a computer called Kaizen.
You can imput any dialogue you wish (including flirting, yes) and it responds, the way you build your relationship with it determines the outcome of the game.
I'd recommend giving the steam page a read over if you want to know more!
I liked it anyway, I hope you enjoy it if you check it out ♡
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